Thursday, July 10, 2008

Work

Thirty-five dollars and a six pack to my name

Six-pack!

Spent the rest on beer so whos to blame

Six-pack!

They say Im fucked up all the time

Six pack!

What they do is a waste of time

Six pack!

I know itll be o.k.

I get a six pack in me, alright!

My girl friend asks me which one I like better

Six pack!

I hope the answer wont upset her

Six pack!

I was born with a bottle in my mouth

Six pack!

Now I got a six so Ill never run out

Six pack!

I know itll be o.k.

I got a six pack in me alright!

Fuck it, make it a case.

Probably one of my favorite songs of all time, by the venerable Black Flag, with a very young and very messed up Henry Rollins in front, singing about half of this song.

At the gym we now have circuit training that I am attending, on top of my usual MT classes and helping out with fighter training. On Mondays and Wednesdays I am a fixture at the gym for about four hours each evening. I can't get enough.

Several guys have approached me about being their cornerman for upcoming fights. I am very flattered. For some reason I have no problem yelling at these people to push themselves to be their best. Maybe I would have been a great football coach. Hard to understand. We have fights coming up at the gym - non sanctioned, amateur fights, and I was told by the head instructor that I will be warming up fighters with padwork, and cornering some. Best! I will be able to talk to fighters between rounds, and tell them what parts in their opponents game are strong and weak. The competitive side in me has really come out. I want my fighters to win. Screw that, I want knockouts, not just wins.

On top of all of that, I am getting very good at sparring with the fighters. I only do what is called body boxing with them - no hits to the head. And I get a LOT of people not asking me if I am going to fight, but WHEN I am going to get in the ring. The answer is always a very honest Never. It makes me sort of sad, knowing I have the ability, but I will just put that energy into making my teammates better. Getting into the ring just isn't in the cards for me. Argh!

Back to the circuit training. The owner and head instructor of the gym has put in a new circuit training course for those interested. I have never done anything like it, so I have gone a couple of times this week. It is brutal. My ass is sore from doing tons of lunges and lunge like exercises, and my gut is killing me from various ab exercises. But I will be developing the afore mentioned sixpack I am hoping within a couple of months.

I need to talk to someone at GNC. I think I need protein or some other type of supplements. I am starting to lose a bit too much weight in my opinion, but maybe I am just not used to my new physique. I have very little fat on me now, and with the new ciruit training, it isn't so much cardio anymore, but strength. I still get my cardio by the boatload with my biking and regular MT classes.

Sheesh, I never thought I would be able to push my body to do these things. I am very happy with myself. I rode my bike 72 miles last Saturday and didn't even think twice about it. I am hooked on exercise. It is my drug.

1 comment:

jonathan said...

Cool.